What you mean to me

Im sitting here looking at you

your often half empty

other times half full

you have this giant hole

the insides of you are hardly there

its so easy to see through you

there\'s dots of life all around your rim

anyone could take a swig

but not after me

you could be used to hydrate

you could be used to kill

there\'s no limits to possibility are there?

anyone can influence you

someone healthy to help you

someone bad to hurt you

who are you my little friend?

why dont you know

hah that just goes to show.

the smart people may say your worth the trip

ah but im so lazy

but then again my throat is dry

still dont know who you are

maybe i am making this a bit hard

ill give you a clue

im supposed to drink eight glasses a day from you.

here you are, like a doormat person

i can do anything i like with you

so i hope you know by now

what you are to me

after all its easy to see

youre my lonely waterglass.